Well, I am back. I hope you enjoyed your tours through my mind. Post are getting harder to write. Sure I can gripe, but sometimes even I get tired of hearing the same gripe, so I thought a tour through my mind would show you how it works and how my ramblings end up here.
Have you ever written a post and thought it was the best one yet? Then in weeks or months go back and read it and think, “What the hell was I thinking?” Well, I have been doing exactly that and what the hell was I thinking sometimes? Why did I think these were such great post!?!
Well, I have a few loyal followers and I guess I don’t want to let them down. I want to write the best damn post ever but guess what……. Screw it, I will write my rants and thoughts and just share the same shit as always and hope it comes out rational and coherent. Hey they started following for a reason, I must be doing something right. HI GUYS!!!!! So without further ado……..my screwed up night, by justmylife…….
Hubby came in semi early yesterday evening and kinda screwed with my day. He showed up and was ready for his daily recliner nap. I really need one of those keyboards that make no noise. This one tap,tap,taps and gets on my nerves so typing while he is trying to nap, impossible.
Little Miss was up to her regular, calling dad to rat me out for one reason or other and when he got home, it was no difference. I swear I should keep huge blocks of cheese around for my little rat! Hubby did surprise me by telling her, she shouldn’t rat on me all the time.
While he was napping, I decided to start supper. Well, we have been really bad about going to the grocery store and actually getting food for meals in advance, so I had the meat but the side was unknown. I made a meatloaf, I don’t care too much for them, Little Miss really doesn’t like it, but hubby grew up on that kind of thing and I try to do things that make him happy from time to time. His favorite meal growing up was pintos, cornbread and fried potatoes. I have grown to like cornbread, I can’t swallow pintos and fried potatoes, well I like those. Since we have gotten married he has become accustom to having meat at every meal, damn I spoil him. I grew up with meat at every meal.
Anyway, I decided I would make the meatloaf, open a can of pintos, make a pan of cornbread and then run to the Pig and pick up tators to fry. I would have made real pintos, but I forgot to put them on, sue me! I put the meatloaf together and mashed it into the pan and put it in the oven…..Hubby got up. He didn’t want meatloaf. Little Miss chimed in with her dislike of it. The Boy was gone or I am sure he would have had something to say.
I asked them what the hell it was that they wanted. As always the answer I got was a lot of cricket chirping……they never want what I fix, but by damned they don’t know what they want! I would have loved a big pot of Chop Suey or Lasagna but alas I didn’t have the much needed ingredients! I didn’t want meatloaf either, but I fix what I have.
Little Miss decides she wants to go swimming. Hubby chimes in he was going to go to town, but since I had supper on, it screwed up his idea. I can tell you…..I was getting PISSED! The meatloaf got done, but because of all the crap going on, I forgot to put on anything to go with it. Hubby said to wrap it up, we would eat it another night. OK, but what’s for supper? He tells Little Miss if she can talk me into going swimming, we would all go and so I got to enjoy yet another round of mommy please and being told how much prettier the pool is when I am in it. She is such a suck up. I relent, I haven’t been in the pool with hubby yet.
When we got in the pool, they started their ball throwing. Not bouncy, don’t hurt beach balls, but those damn balls that are made of sponge and fill with water and leave fucking bruises when you get hit with them! I got hit 2 million times! Most of them in the face! I guess that’s what I get for trying to get the hell out of the way! Luckily, my face isn’t one giant bruise. Though I do believe I have several on my back. Little Miss can’t throw across the pool so she sneaks up on you and stands ,oh, 6 inches away and throws with all her might! Hubby, just doesn’t know his own strength. They ganged up on me.
After the pool, well, they decided Jack’s would be good for supper. Then after both the kids chimed in what they wanted from Jack’s and we got it, Hubby decides he wants Subway. We got Subs, when we got home, The Boy goes on a rant about how he didn’t know Subway was an option and he would have rather had it. I told him, he had a job, go get him a damn sub. Shut him up pretty quick. Oh, yes, when it is his money going out the door, it is a different story.
The Boy, he sold his truck. I hate that, he loves that truck. It is his tie to Phillip and I can’t believe he is selling it. I was told this morning, he was trading it for a full size truck that is 10 years newer and an extended cab, it has transmission problems. Now I have to dig out the title to the little toy, I don’t have a clue where it is.
Have you ever had one of those moments when as soon as you agree to something you know it will turn out bad? Yeah, it happened last night.
Little Miss loves animals, so Animal Planet is one of her favorite channels. After wrestling went off, yeah and that wasn’t the problem, she watched Maneater on Animal Planet. It was about sharks and them attacking. Go figure, that didn’t bother her. It went off at 11. I told her TV off. She asked, yes asked, if she could watch the next episode of Maneater…. it was about bears and wolves. I told her she would be up by herself most likely, I needed a shower and I was tired and ready to go to bed. She then asked if she could watch it then Animal Cops. I told her she would be up by herself, she would have to turn off the TV and go to sleep with out me up. This she has a problem with, I must be up in order for her to go to sleep, but she agrees to stay in the bed and then turn off the TV after Animal Cops and go to sleep with NO problem. I went to get my shower.
When I got out, Little Miss called me in to tell me about the dog attack they had just talked about on the show, it should have been my first clue. I told her I would be up another 10 minutes or so then I was going to bed. OK….. About the time I decide to climb in bed, Little Miss asked if I would turn off her TV and stay up a few more minutes so she could go to sleep, she was tired. Like an idiot I agreed to.
So finally at 12:30 my exhausted ass crawled into bed. I was hurting for some reason and couldn’t get to sleep. Well, that and the fact that all 3 dogs were in the room. Daisy at my feet, well, really on my legs. Misty snoring by my side of the bed and Bella in the floor at the foot of the bed dreaming about running. At least that is my best guess as to why she was kicking the hell out of the end of the bed. Hubby was snoring rather loudly too. Finally after quieting down hubby, it is amazing what a elbow to the ribs will do, waking Misty up and stopping her snoring, rolling Daisy to hubby’s side of the bed and disturbing Bella’s dream, which only took about an hour, I dozed off.
At 1:47am I wake up to someone touching my hand, talk about an adrenaline rush. Little Miss had woke up from a bad dream and couldn’t go back to sleep. I told her to think good thoughts and try, if that didn’t work come back and I would get up with her. At 1:56am, I looked at the clock both times, she is back. Bears are attacking her. I got up and told her I shouldn’t have let her watch the show. I got on the couch and sent her back to bed. I developed a mean headache between the bedroom and living room. She said she was OK as long as I was up until she went to sleep. At 2:05 she came to the living room, it wasn’t the show that was bothering her, she was hungry. This kid is actually trying to convince me to let her eat at 2 in the morning! I told her to go back to bed.
I went to her room to check on her, she had her MP3 player going and staring at her bottom bunk. I sat in this tiny ass plastic chair. It goes with her desk, my ass doesn’t fit well and it doesn’t have a high enough back on it. It is fine for an 8yo, but not me. She closes her eyes, I think finally I will get to go to bed. But NO, she starts scratching her stomach, back, legs, head, arms, you name it she scratched it. I at that point realized I couldn’t remember the last time she had a shower! Maybe a couple of days!!! She gets in the pool daily and thinks that is enough, I tell her to get in the shower and it is a fight. I guess I have been distracted. She wants to know why she is itching, I told her I guess it was from the filth. Her answer, yeah, you forgot to tell me to get in the shower tonight. If she can remember that I forgot, why can’t she remember to get in?
Anyway, she finally stopped scratching, my nose started running, her room is a disaster area and plays all sorts of weird games with my allergies. I got up to blow my nose and I had a nose bleed. Isn’t it just great, she is finally settled in and now I have to deal with a nose bleed.
At 2:56 am I crawl my ass back in the bed. I am exhausted but strangely unable to go to sleep. Could have something to do with Daisy in my way, hubby and Misty’s snoring and Bella’s incessant whining! I run Daisy out of the bed, elbowed hubby, screeched at Misty and told Bella to shut the hell up! I was hurting, I had a headache and my nose was still running. I finally fell asleep around 3:45 am or that was the last time I looked at the clock anyway. Hubby didn’t have to haul cement so he got to sleep until 4:10. Guess who kept hitting snooze? Yes, darling hubby, I finally ran him out at 4:30. Guess who forgot to unset her alarm? Yes, that would be me, so at 4:35 my radio started blaring! Guess who had another adrenaline rush? Then at about 5, hubby and The Boy had a loud discussion about The Boy not laying out of work today. They finally left and I went back to sleep about 5:30. And MIL called at 8 to see if Little Miss wanted to go swimming with the hellions! I finally just got up.
I have splitting headache and I am so tired I can barely hold my eyes open! It is after 11 and Little Miss is still in the bed! So how was you night? Better than mine I hope! I guess I will go, I have to go to the bank and take Little Miss to mom’s, if she goes, I hope she goes. I guess Hubby will have a full date night planned and all I want to do is go to sleep. So until next time…………..
HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!!!!!
